Punished By The Alpha Novels & Stories

Alpha Sin gripped my neck with his broad hands, my legs left the ground as I gasped for air. I felt like I was going to die, I tried screaming but I couldn’t. He looked up at me with eyes full of hate as he said “Those who go against the rules of the pack must be punished, rebelling against me is punishable by death” I didn’t know what he was talking about, rebelling against him? I didn’t understand this. As Alpha sin held me up, I tried using my feet to kick against him so he’d let me go, my attempt was futile, his skin was rock-hard.

“This isn’t about winning or losing, Jessica. This is about survival. Christopher isn’t just the Alpha—he’s the most powerful wolf in this pack. If you push him too far, he won’t hesitate to—” “To what?” I interrupted, my voice rising. “Kill me? Banish me? He’s already made it clear he wants me gone. What more can he do?” My uncle opened his mouth to respond, but the assistant cleared his throat, cutting him off. “The Alpha is waiting,” he said, his tone cold and final. I shot my uncle one last defiant look before turning on my heel and striding toward the office door. I didn’t wait for an invitation. I pushed the door open and stepped inside, my heart pounding in my chest.

Zara "Ryan, you know if there's anything you need to discuss with me... you can right?" I said. That morning was cold, colder than any other days i had ever experienced and the series of deaths within the past few weeks made everything worse. Ryan was under so much depression because he regularly needed to live up to his role as the Alpha of the pack. "I know..." he mummured.

Then the chains still locked around my ankles. “And if she fails you?” the old man asks. “If your heat breaks her like it broke the last?” The Alpha’s jaw tightens once. Just once. “Then the sentence is carried out,” he says. “By me.” He glances over my shoulder at the three men who brought me here. He doesn’t speak. He just looks at them. Then down at the chains. Then back up at them. I look up at the Alpha again, but he isn’t looking at me. His gaze is on the crowd, like he’s waiting to be challenged.

Every step he took towards me made the space between us smaller and thinner. He stopped few feets away. He scanned my body. His eyes on the bruises on my body. He tilted his head without saying a word. “You’ve been treated poorly,” he said, quietly. “More than anyone should endure. And yet… you’ve survived.” I blinked. Survived?I… I have no choice,” I whispered. “Everywhere I go, every Alpha… they only see me as weak, as property. That is all I am.” His gaze remained on me, intense.

Instead of standing again, he sat on the floor looking up at Russell, his very pissed off Alpha. “They vanished at the road; we think he had a truck parked there,” Trent told the Alpha. This time, Russell didn’t have anything to punch. So the man punched the wall, which almost put a hole in it. The pack didn’t need to see their Alpha this pissed off. Fear would spread through the pack a good deal, and of might even leave. It wasn’t something they needed at the moment. The daughter of the Alpha had broken the rules, so they would have to punish her when they found her.

All Alpha Damian could scent was Ana's floral sensual fragrance wrapping around him, a sacred distinct scent that only envelops him whenever he mates with Ana, "How dare you!!" Alpha Damian roared as his teeth bared, his body trembled with fury, his bones cracked and elongated, his growl morped in anger and the ages trees around shook above his growing bulk, as Alpha Damian shifted Into an extraordinary huge silvery monstrous wolf lunging with his sharp lethal claw.

” His expression remained cold. “What do you mean by that?” “It’s exactly what you heard Devon! I am leaving your pack today with her. The Silvermoon pack won’t treat even it slave like this.” “What do you mean about treating people in your own pack! You are barely even an Alpha. Do you know what being an Alpha entails.” I mocked, he just turned an Alpha last two weeks and he is already playing god. “You are just an Alpha son! I became an Alpha on my own. Know your place Devon, there is a huge difference between us.” I punched him.

I begged, tears and snot mixing with the dirt on my face as I twisted and turned in agony. But the guards showed no mercy and Shaun didn’t even say a word to stop them. The whip cracked down again and again, each lash a cruel reminder of how my mate had abandoned me and how my pack hated me. The pack members around me, kept encouraging me keep up.on, shouting for more punishment, their voices a cacophony of cruelty. Through the haze of pain, I saw Alpha Shaun standing there, his gaze unmoved by my suffering. He spoke with a cold detachment that crushed my spirit. "Thieves must be punished, Katrina. You brought this upon yourself."

I slowly stood up and turned to the elders. “Now, I want to know what the punishment is for harming an alpha?” “Three generations of that pack would never be appointed as a supreme leader, and they would endure punishment for such brutality.” I smiled and turned to Silas. His expression was hard. I tilted my head slightly, my smile bright. “Well?” He stepped forward. “Alpha Mabel has no evidence of any brutality shown towards her.” “That's where you are wrong, Alpha Silas. I have something better than your biased witnesses.”